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Imagine being out to Lunch with Leigh Anne and you and the waitress had been rather friendly. Leigh had kept quiet the whole time until the waitress slipped her number onto your plate.
"Seriously y/n?" Leigh snapped, grabbing the paper off your plate and reading it.
"What? What's wrong?" You asked over to your girlfriend as her expression turned less than amused.
"You've been flirting this whole time and I've been right here!" She snapped and tossed the paper over to the next table, shooting you the same glare as the people at the next table was giving her.
"Leigh Anneeee." You let out an amused laugh before reaching over for the pouting girl's hand "You're my girl."
She pulled her hand away and squinted her eyes at you "Get the check y/n." She tossed her napkin at you before walking away from the table.
